serpentinegirl (serpentinegirl) wrote in fourteenshades, @ 2014-01-19 13:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | x-ava slytherin, x-salazar slytherin |
Who: Ava and Salazar Slytherin.
What: Ava is conscious!
Where: The hospital.
When: Sunday afternoon.
The hospital hadn’t made Ava feel any safer. They didn’t have any magic, and there was chaos everywhere. She was thankful that Frankie had stayed with her, while others tended to the claw marks the slashed across her belly. She was not dumb, she knew that even if they had magic, the wounds would never fully heal because of the nature of them. She was pale and cold, and she couldn’t keep her eyes open anymore.
She closed her eyes with the knowledge that she would die. She knew it was going to happen. So, when hours later, she opened her eyes to the sight of her father sitting by her bed, she was pleasantly surprised. She was glad that her father was there, he made her feel safe and protected. He was more competent than anyone else. But still, she couldn’t manage to keep her eyes open. Her face was pale and there was too much blood lost, she couldn’t function.
Her unconscious wasn’t much better. It was plagued with monsters, golden eyed wolves that tore flesh from bones. They were chasing her, and she couldn’t seem to get away from them, not matter where she turned, no matter how much she pushed herself they gained on her until she could feel them rip her apart.
She woke up with a start, clumsily shooting up, causing her wounds to twist and pull causing a strangled yelp to slip from her mouth. She pushed the tangle of blankets away from her, suddenly too hot for them, tears welling in her eyes from both pain and fear. She was panting a bit, her eyes immediately looking to the side of her bed, finding her father.
“Father.” She said softly, pouting again and looking very much like a child far below Ava’s years.